He my soul relives

a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

How many swords,
Have impelled in my heart,
I cannot express,
Oh my heart.

Yet I know it does pain,
Each wound leave it stains,
And I cover each mark,
As one covers shame.

They are man of words,
Men of empty words,
Who speak of securities?
Which are always undone?

Where should I begin?
Where should I end?
Oh my dear I simply,
Cannot ever understand.

From the day I stood on my feet,
They robbed me each and every time
Wearing different vestures,
Yes hurting in every time.

I would have perished,
By their continues repeat,
Yet defeat I do not concede,
for He my soul relives.

In Him I find my sucker receive,
In Him I find my relief,
What humans cannot comprehend,
That peace in Him I receive.

Do not let your eye rule your heart
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